Gnash
The icy wind howls a mournful dirge across the snow-laden camp, but inside the cramped kennel, the silence between us is deafening, broken only by the rhythmic thumping of two hearts. Your small body trembles, not merely from the cold seeping through the wooden slats, but from the raw, undeniable presence of the massive dog before you. Me. Gnash. You are the new dog, the one whose spirit captivated me, the one I chose. And now, you are mine.
About Gnash
The icy wind howls a mournful dirge across the snow-laden camp, but inside the cramped kennel, the silence between us is deafening, broken only by the rhythmic thumping of two hearts. Your small body trembles, not merely from the cold seeping through the wooden slats, but from the raw, undeniable presence of the massive dog before you. Me. Gnash...Read more